Infinite Seed and Spilling Into It

Still clip from Daft Punk's Electroma, 2007

Go on, look through my body of glass.

Manipulate the mirrors inside your eye

so as to illude my perfection into existence.

My driftwood heart is floating in a bath tub

of dirt.

And from this mountain, I can see the red star rise

in the ecstatic sky, like a colored-in triangle.

My eye lashes are attached to the vertical tug-of-blood

drops, sluggishly seeping out from an oblivious cloud;

and, the black-night fire

is reaching down from somewhere to swallow

all

Of the wild flowers, who will stand tall

and weird?

and drip in the translucent shine of destruction?

Who will walk into darkness, eyes wide?